Time grows us (unedited)

Last night i boxed myself up in my room all night, Aria was pretty worried about me but i just told her i had a headache. I couldn't face anyone after i saw him, i had a million things running through my head and the only one that stuck out was sadness, the sadness that he never tried looking for me and that he apparently saw me before and didn't even say anything. Proving he couldn't care in the slightest about me it was all just a game before. I've decided to ignore Ben no matter how many times i see him because he never made the effort to see me before and just ran away and started a new life.

It's currently 5pm and I have my shift at the club in 2 hours and i haven't even gotten out of bed yet. I don't have the motivation to do anything at all other than sleep and forget everything. The doctors said this may happen to me after how long i had been in a coma, missing out on life and they tried to sign me up for therapy but i refused.

I forced myself out of bed because i'm not allowing myself to fall back into being that depressed girl who feels empty and dissociated from the world, who cares if Ben didn't care i was alive, at least i am.

It's now 6:30pm and I'm running late, Aria had already went to the club because she was in at 4pm. I decided to wear the dark green lacy body suit with mid thigh length black boots with heels on because i probably wouldn't have time to change and do makeup and hair by the time im actually meant to start working i chucked my hair up so i can straighten it when i get to the club. I quickly grab my coat and wrap it around myself and step out into the cold of the street. I wrap my arms around myself as i rush to my car desperate to get out of the cold.

I finally pull up to the familiar club i've only been to once, and walked towards the bouncers i saw Aria talking to before.

"name" one of them says grunting not even looking at me.

"uh Kelsey Palmer i work here?" I say

He finally looks up from the board and nods at me letting me through.

The club is surprisingly already in full swing, i mean it's packed. There's lots of people crowding around the bar and all the tables are practically full plus the amount of people stood in front of the stage watching Stacey, one of the dancers glide around the pole. I quickly squeezed past the people crowding around the bar whilst making eye contact with Freddie, behind the bar. He gives me a small wave and i smile whilst rushing off to the dressing room.

As soon as i enter i'm hit with the smell of perfume and hairspray as well as the lively chatter of the girls. They all look up at me as i enter through the door but look back down carrying on with their makeup. Hannah, the boss i didn't realise was sat on the couch is now getting up and walking towards me.

"you're late" she says raising her eyebrows and looking down at her watch.

"yeah i'm so sorry it won't happen again, i got held up" i say. She just rolls her eyes.

"no time to get ready just get out there and start serving drinks, it's packed and poor Freddie is out there trying to serve people by himself because i had to sack the other waitress for sleeping with a customer" she says slapping her hand against her forehead and shooing me towards the door.

I sigh and walk straight out, at least i'm already wearing a bit of makeup. I pull the bobble out of my hair and use my hands to try style it quick, before walking over to the bar and getting the serving tray with drinks on. Freddie looks relieved to see me "table 2" he says pointing across the club. I strut over, being careful not to bump into anyone and drop the drinks. I made it over successfully without breaking a glass and served the drinks to 3 business looking men.

After many cat calls and whistles, it's finally my last table to serve before i go on stage. I try swallow the nerves of how many people are actually going to be watching me and head over to the bar again to get the tray.

"table 12, make sure you're polite there's a very important person sitting at that table" Freddie says warning me. I pick up the tray with the 5 glasses of scotch and head over that way.

As i get to the table i see Ben, he hasn't even noticed i'm at the table instead he's chatting to a blonde haired pretty boy with blue eyes, great he's stalking me now. I look around the table and surprisingly all Ben's friends are attractive, there's two boys with black hair that look exactly alike, probably twins. And one ginger boy that was the only one that noticed i was stood in front of the table, his eyes were trailing up and down my body whilst he was smirking.

Deciding i was just going to ignore Ben and pretend i don't even know him, i place the tray down in the middle. They all then turn and meet my gaze noticing i've put the tray down.

"damn, you new?" the blonde one that was speaking to Ben says.

"erm yeah" i say awkwardly before walking away feeling uncomfortable about the amount of eyes checking me out.

In relief that i've finally stopped serving people, i head through the crowd and to the dressing room to get ready. But before i can even reach the door a hand grabs me and pulls me from behind through to the mens toilets. I pause not even wanting to look around at the probably creepy man that just did that. But then if i don't he's probably gonna use it as an advantage.

I swing around and meet Ben's glaring eyes. "what the fuck are you doing, you scared the shit out of me" i say hitting his chest whilst placing my hand on my racing heart. He replaces the glare with a look of amusement and looks at me sideways, i know that look he's trying to start a game between us.

"i haven't got time for this" i snort and stride towards the door of the bathroom. However he just grabs my arm again but this time pushes me up against the sink trapping me between both his arms that are on the wall. His gaze moves from my face down to my body, he raises his eyebrow

"didn't picture you as a type of girl that would go for this lifestyle" he retorts, his face way too close to mine. I push him off

"get away from me otherwise i will call security and get you kicked out of this club" i say threatening him. He doesn't even seem fazed by my words and just chuckles.

"get me kicked out of my club, bit harsh" he says still chuckling.

"yeah because your quite obviously stalking me an- wait your club?" i say widening my eyes. He folds his arms grins and nods. Before i even know what i'm doing i'm running out of the bathroom and out of the club towards my car. I can't work here no way.